Chapter 1: The World Is Cold

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"I said that I don't have any money, can't I understand people?"

Boom!

Zhou Chen was kicked out, leaving a clear footprint on his chest.

It was his uncle who kicked Zhou Chen away. Zhao Sifang.

Just because Zhou Chen asked him to borrow money.

Not much, two hundred thousand.

For Zhao Sifang, it was easy, and it should also be borrowed......

Because, when Zhou Chen's parents died, they left a lot of inheritance, and the house in the urban area alone was worth more than one million.

At that time, Zhou Chen was still a minor, so the money was naturally kept by Zhao Sifang temporarily, and according to the law, it was to be returned in full after he was eighteen years old.

However, after so many years of getting along, Zhou Chen has already seen his uncle's personality clearly.

The inheritance of his parents must have been transferred away by him long ago.

There is no way to come to the door today.

The seven-year-old sister is seriously ill, and the operation plus the follow-up hospitalization fee will require 250,000 yuan.

Zhou Chen didn't dare to ask for more, he just wanted to get the 200,000 needed for the operation first, and as for the follow-up hospitalization fee, it could be obtained through a part-time job.

But Zhou Chen didn't expect that his uncle not only didn't give a penny, but also kicked himself away.

"Uncle, is it my way to borrow from you, and when I make money in the future, I will definitely pay it back to you!"

Zhou Chen got up from the ground and gritted his teeth.

"Can you afford it?"

Zhao Sifang smiled disdainfully, as if the person in front of him was not his own nephew, but a begging wild dog.

"I'm sure I'll pay it back!"

Zhou Chen even swore on the side.

"Hurry up, you're not ashamed, I'm ashamed!"

After speaking, Zhao Sifang slammed the door and closed the door.

"Uncle!"

Zhou Chen shouted as if pleading.

But no matter how he spoke, the only thing that responded to him was a cold iron door.

Sitting on the concrete steps, Zhou Chen was helpless and could only try to find other opportunities.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message of borrowing money to his classmates.

Half an hour passed, and almost no one responded.

Two or three responded, all of them asked: Is it a stolen number?

made Zhou Chen's heart extremely desperate.

If we can't make up the medical bills today, the hospital will remove all the equipment and medicines.

Thinking of this, Zhou Chen slid the address book and locked his eyes on a phone number.

The owner of this number, named Mu Yunwei, is his wife.

said that he was a wife, and the number of times Zhou Chen met her was only two or three.

If it weren't for a marriage contract, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was a stranger.

When Zhou Chen was the most destitute, it was Mu Yunwei's transaction that allowed him to get 10,000 yuan for emergency relief, and agreed that as long as the marriage contract lasted for three years, he could get another 100,000 yuan in tail money.

The role of this paper marriage contract is just to help Mu Yunwei and resist other suitors.

It is difficult to borrow money from a woman, and it is even harder to borrow money from a "wife" who is not familiar at all.

Zhou Chen pressed the phone number, hesitated again and again, and finally dialed out.

For the sake of his sister, Zhou Chen is willing to let go of all his dignity.

However, the phone rang for five minutes and was not connected, and Zhou Chen smiled helplessly.

Then, in his mind, another number appeared.

Lin Han.

Zhou Chen's ex-girlfriend.

Her phone number, Zhou Chen did not save.

Because of those 11 numbers, Zhou Chen memorized them like a stream.

The girlfriend who gave the best four years of college to himself couldn't resist the temptation of money and chose the rich second generation.

Zhou Chen still remembers that half a year ago, when he came home from work early, he saw the pair of men's leather shoes at the door of the rental room.

Then, of course, a breakup......

Zhou Chen, who wants nothing, is embarrassed by the rich second generation.

The girlfriend who had promised countless vows together also left with the rich second generation.

"Alas. ”

Zhou Chen sighed and entered Lin Han's phone number.

"Who are you?"

The phone was quickly connected, and the voice that was too familiar to be more familiar rang in my ears.

"I'm Zhou Chen, I'm experiencing something now, and I need ...... urgently"

Before he could finish speaking, a busy tone came from the phone.

Helpless, Zhou Chen was ready to try his luck in Lin Han's flower shop.

The flower shop was opened by the rich second generation, in the center of the entire Binjiang City.

I heard that the rent alone has reached a terrifying 500,000 a year, and the intention of opening this store is not to make money, just to be bored and pass the time.

Took out the last twenty dollars and took a taxi.

Half an hour later, Zhou Chen appeared at the door of the 'Warm Flower Shop'.

patted the footprints of the chest buckle, and Zhou Chen walked into the store.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhou Chen attracted everyone's attention.

At this time, all the flowers in the store were removed, and in their place, rows of foreign wine were replaced.

Looking at the decoration, it looks like a party.

Zhou Chen knows most of the people here, including his and Lin Han's college classmates, the news just sent must have been seen by these people.

"Zhou Chen, have you stolen your number, why did you send a loan message in the group half an hour ago?"

Someone asked in a loud voice, obviously not caring, but naked mockery.

"Could it be, I want to attend Lin Han's engagement party, and I don't have the money to buy decent clothes, so I want to ask everyone to borrow a little and make it up!"

A girl with heavy makeup and a sexy figure looked at Zhou Chen with disdain. It is Lin Han's best friend.

According to Zhou Chen's understanding, Lin Han and the rich second generation can come together because she is the one who connects them.

"I'm not here for a party, I'm looking for Lin Han for something. ”

The news that Lin Han was going to get engaged caused a lot of fluctuations in Zhou Chen's heart, but these things were not as important as his sister's medical expenses.

"Do you want to rob the marriage?"

The sexy girlfriend pretended to be surprised, covered her mouth and chuckled.

"He also wants to rob the marriage, but I heard that when Qin Chuan took Xiao Han away that day, Zhou Chen didn't even dare to let out a fart!"

As soon as the words fell, there was another disdainful mockery from the crowd.

For a while, the girl's chuckle and the boy's sneer filled the entire flower shop.

Lin Han was even more disgusted.

"Lin Han, I have something to look for you. ”

Zhou Chen ignored everyone's ridicule and quickly walked to Lin Han's side.

"Say anything here, I don't have anything to do with you, it's best not to let my boyfriend misunderstand. ”

Lin Han took the initiative to take two steps back, as if Zhou Chen had a smell.

"Actually, I wanted to ask you to borrow money......

Zhou Chen gritted his teeth and said humbly.

"If you want money to find me, I opened this flower shop for Xiaohan, you can borrow a few thousand or hundred, I can still get it!"

Qin Chuan walked out of the crowd and deliberately hugged Lin Han, his face full of banter.

Zhou Chen was stunned, but for the sake of his sister, he let it go: "I want to ask you to borrow 200,000 yuan, my sister ......"

"Why?"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Chuan interrupted Zhou Chen.

"This ......"

Zhou Chen swallowed.

yes, why?

Do you want to lend it to me because you robbed me of my girlfriend?

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